The art of robbed This is how we do style boy You know I'm sayin'?
R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P A C, R.I.P that wanna OD Aiyyo, the bottom line is I'ma crook a deal If my record sell I'ma rob and steal You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the These industry niggaz startin' to look somethin' to eat I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You see her again?" Get ass down to the nearest ATM I have dreams of an' R 'n' B, bitch
And I'll wake up early and bounce with all your When I pressure, son it ain't even funny I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney Brian McKnight, I can get that anytime Have Keith sweatin' starin' down the barrel my nine these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan him, "Tell your man Mason Betha, haha, up of that watch now I mean now"
The only excuse for being broke is bein' in An entertainer make bail if he broke as hell I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of Probably to clap him, run and toss the nine I'd follow Fox in the drop for blocks Plottin' to juice her for that Kurupt copped What Jigga just sold like 4 He got somethin' to live for Don't want no nigga four through that Bentley Coupe door man handle Mariah like, "Bitch, get on the ground"
You with Tommy no more who gonna protect you now? I been skeamin' on and Poke since they found me Steve know not to that platinum shit around me I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all old school shit Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't About to Stevie J take off that tight ass mink rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run This weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?
This ain't broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 50 how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
This ain't broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it to rob and industry nigga?
I'll catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the And Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on and Missy the pound Like you gimme the and you put the hot dog down I it out Been robbin' Joe before why his ass Don't be a playa no more Mad at you I'm robbin' J.D., you, pay me
Had Da with 'em, shoulda had his gat with him DMX wanna get well you tell homey I'm on that Treach shit, I do my all by my lonely I should rob Clue man, his did well I wanna stick TQ but his ain't sell I hit the studios, take shit and Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass Tell Sticky gimme the cash I empty three
I'll beat your ass like that boy on MTV Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin' up Nigga get capped pickin' 'em up Heavy to hide his shit, nigga try to stall ya He said, "Why you robbin' me I got but love for ya" Caught Juvenile for his Money piece him I want it all he said, "Even my gold teeth?" I Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep
One at a get out and take off your shine Did you think that you would be this rich? Did you ever think you would have these hits? Did you ever think that I'd flash the And walk off your shit like it's mine? I'ma stickin' niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men I'm Michael Bivins
Catch Tyson for half that cash like Givens I'm hungry for real I'm 'bout to Mister C That nigga eatin' off Big's first LP I had Busta and the whole on the floor He asked me if I had enuff I him, "Gimme some more" Is you this? Then wait for the sequel I gotta get Kirk for robbin' Gods People
This serious broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry
This ain't broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it to rob and industry nigga?
For real, yo, you know what I'm Niggas got to get stuck up just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry or a regular nigga It matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 ain't fuckin' around
Track Masters ain't fuckin' Cat ain't fuckin' around The Rapper ain't fuckin' around So watch your backs, your pocket book, watch your pockets everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus 'Cuz we get you whether you like it or not